(Author's note: Hey, sorry for not updating. I've noticed some people have been picking up on my "Rainbow Foliver" term. I honestly hope I was the one who came up with that. Was I? Or did someone else think of it before me? If I came up with it, I'm happy to see it caught on.)

(Olive sits on the couch in the main room. Every once in a while, she'll glance at her watch.)

Olive: 8:04

(A few minutes of silently sitting in an empty hall later...)

Olive: 8:11 ("THERE'S A BOY WHO WORKS AT STARBUCK'S WHO IS VERY INSPIRATIONAL. HE IS VERY INSPIRATIONAL BECAUSE OF MANY THINGS. I COME IN AT 8:11 AND HE SMILES AND SAYS 'HOW ARE YOU?' WHEN HE SMILES AND SAYS 'HOW ARE YOU?' I COULD SWEAR MY HEART GROWS WINGS, SO, TODAY AT 8:11, I DECIDED I SHOULD MEET HIM, I DECIDED I SHOULD MEET HIM IN A PROPER, FORMAL WAY. SO, TODAY AT 8:11, WHEN HE SMILED AND SAID 'HOW ARE YOU?' I SAID 'FINE AND MY NAME'S LINDSAY.' AND HE CAME BACK WITH 'HEY.' AND I SAID 'MY NAME IS LINDSAY AND THANK YOU FOR THE EXTRA FOAM.' AND HE SAID HIS NAME WAS TAYLOR, WHICH PROVIDES THE INSPIRATION FOR THIS POEM. 'TAYLOR THE LATTE BOY, BRING ME JAVA, BRING ME JOY. OH, TAYLOR THE LATTE BOY, I LOVE HIM, I LOVE HIM, I LOVE HIM.'" Before anyone asks, my real name is not Lindsay. That was a popular name used in covers, so, I figured meh.)

(Some time later...)

Olive: 8:21 That's it. I'm not waiting anymore, if Chyna's not up by now, I'm waking her up.

(Olive gets up and silently walks to her room. She didn't want to wake up any of the other students. She reaches her room and throws the door open. She begins a wake up call.)

Olive: Up! Chyna! NOW! Oh... (She notices Chyna is already awake and luckily, fully clothed.)

Chyna: I'll talk to you but I'm not leaving this room until I put some makeup on. I'm not going out without my zombie mask.

Olive: Well, I just wanted to tell you that A.J and Nathan have been helping me with Fletcher, we devised a plan where they'd help me tell Fletcher I love him.

Chyna: What happened to telling him the other day? Fletcher and I waited but you never showed up. (She finishes her makeup job and turns to face Olive. She crosses her arms at her friend.)

Olive: Oh...yeah...about that. See, what happened was, my hand was actually on the door handle right when I heard you two through the door.

Chyna: Huh? Oh, no, no, no, no, no. It's not what you think...

Olive: A.J told me not to jump to conclusions but what I heard was you and MY boyfriend professing your love for each other! He couldn't tell me, so, how can he tell you and not feel it for you? Answer that, why don't you! (Olive's voice raises in anger.)

Chyna: Really, Olive, I swear!

Olive: ANSWER THE BUZZING QUESTION! How can he tell you and not mean it? And then not be able to tell me!

Chyna:...(She remembers her promise to Fletcher. She couldn't ruin the moment for him to finally say something.) Olive, I'm sorry, I-I can't tell you. Please, I promise that you'll be glad I can't tell you. you always told me never to give you a hint.

Olive: You're ridiculous. I thought we were friends, friends don't keep secrets. But, here you are, keeping a secret.

Chyna: What are you trying to say?

Olive: I thought we were friends, that we'd never keep secrets from each other. But I guess I was wrong. You're keeping a secret, so, I guess we're not really friends. (Olive starts to leave and then Chyna grabs her arm.)

Chyna: Olive, no! That's not it at all! Please, I'll even take the truth serum if you don't believe me!

Olive: (Olive shakes her arm free and gives Chyna a look with less hatred. She mellows.) Dixon left some with me, if you're serious about it, I'll give you a temporary dose.

Chyna: Anything to prove to you that I'm not lying.

Olive: Fine. But if you drop anything embarrassing, just remember, you told me to give you this stuff.

(Olive opens her safe and takes a chilled, little drop of the serum and drops it into the glass of water by Chyna's bed. The water turns Green and then defaults back to its original color. The water fizzes and then quiets down. Olive puts the rest of the serum back in her safe and locks it away. She picks up the glass of water and holds it out to Chyna.)

Olive: Drink this.

Chyna: What?

Olive: You said you'd do anything for me to believe you. Drink it. If you want to prove to me that you're not lying, drink it and we'll see how you answer.

Chyna: Well, how much do I drink?

Olive: One sip should do.

(Chyna accepts the cup and takes a small sip. She winces at the horrible aftertaste and sets down the cup.)

Olive: Are you telling me the truth? Are you not in love with Fletcher? Is he not in love with you?

Chyna: Yes. I'm not, thank goodness. I never will be. And, no. Hopefully not. Probably not.

Olive: Should I believe you?

Chyna: I'm under truth serum. Use that brain of yours, you doof.

Olive: Fine. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to the main hall again.

(Olive leaves and sits in the main room again. She looks at her watch. 9:43 was the time. After a little while, the roomevator door opens and the Volleyball team steps in. Violet is the last to come in.)

Violet: Hi, Olive. (She gives Olive an unreadable smile.)

Olive:...Violet...Hi... (Olive smiles at her with pure fear.) Sorry to cut the conversation short but I have to find Chyna. (Instead, she runs to Andrew and Nathan's dorm, whimpering.)

Olive: (Knock. Knock. Knock.) Nathan.

Olive: (Knock. Knock. Knock.) Andrew.

Olive: (Knock. Knock. Knock.) Andrew and Nathan. OPEN THE DOOR. (Sheldon Cooper reference.)

Nathan: (He opens the door.) Why are you so jumpy? Did someone give you Red Viper Soda again?

Olive: No, you only make that mistake once.

Andrew: One does not simply...(Puts on sunglasses.) Make one mistake. (YEAHHHHHHH.)

Olive: Just let me in! Violet is probably following me!

(Andrew and Nathan look at each other.)

Nathan: Get in.

Andrew: Yeah, we don't want you dead.

Olive: Thanks. I'll just take refuge in here for a little bit if you don't mind. (Olive comes in.)

Andrew: S'all good.

Nathan: We'll save you from her later, when you tell Fletcher...that.

Olive: Can you extend that to the rest of my life?

Andrew: Now, now. You can't hide from her your whole life, she'd find you eventually.